Maril and Bert sat in her carriage while Owen drove them though the people meandering in the shopping district. Maril felt a little claustrophobic sitting in the stuffy dark carriage after the thrilling ride on the open seat of the Hinkleton’s wagon. After a while, the carriage stopped and Owen began talking with the guards… Read More »Maril Leyfinder: Chapter 15
Vas walked his claim, checking the runes which bound his guests. The collection of monuments and mausoleums had grown at a fair enough rate. Callum was proving resourceful with every bit of power Vas lended. In return, so many new faces had come searching for that rumored escape from their troubles. Vas passed the gilded… Read More »#7 Pending Promises
Ortemyre kicked at the sand halfway up the hill while he took in the details of the scene. This was not much of a threat as magical disruptions went. He had seen mages do much worse, and this display seemed worth little of his time. Ortemyre turned and faced where the spell had come from.… Read More »Year One #27: Seeking Opposition
Elliot yawned as he sat at the bar. His large head laid on his right forearm on the counter, his left arm stretched out with the palm visible. The blood was drying through the lines of his hand. He followed the dark crusty patterns to smaller and smaller lines until his eyes went blurry. The… Read More »Year One #26: Healing Art
Dane looked at the tomb. Llyra hadn’t told him how sick she had gotten. This wasn’t where they had been going. The song was ready enough, and they were supposed to be playing it tomorrow at The Crowned Chestnut. All summer she had been nothing but encouragement to have it ready, helping him create one… Read More »#6 – Final Note
Wish had been lied to. She had spent weeks failing to create a successful rune. All her secret attempts outside of town had failed. She was ready to give up on this nonsense. That had been true until she had stumbled right past the answer in her misery. Her magic had been disabled. Crippled might… Read More »Year One #25: Traded Reality
If there had ever been a day to hide inside, it was today. The rain could be heard striking the windows from anywhere in the main room of The Shelf. Shula laid her head upon folded arms on the bar. She was still drying off from her sprint across town. A month ago she would… Read More »Year One #24: Change of Plans
Bottles chimed together as an inebriated young man struggled to stand. Vas looked up at his guest with mild interest. “Leaving so soon Callum?” Callum shrugged, retrieving the whiskey he had been working through from the smooth stone shelf. The collection of substances on the mausoleum base was extensive, all provided by Vas without any… Read More »#5 – Diverted Attention
Bert’s wagon was quite a bit bumpier than her carriage, but the view was so much better. Instead of only being able to look out the side window, she was able to look forwards, sideways, and even backward if she wanted to turn around. It made the city look busier, with more people than she… Read More »Maril Leyfinder: Chapter 14
Elliot moved the chairs around. The Barkeeper wanted to add one more chair to each table. Elliot was having trouble keeping track of how many chairs were at each table. He had to count them often. His apron made moving them very easy, but he put too many at some tables or missed other tables… Read More »Year One #23: Lost Meaning